Chapter 1

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Meredith POV
I woke up to the blaring sound of the alarm clock next to my bed. Derek was on call, so he wasn't here. I hate keeping secrets from everyone. But some things can't be known. Only one person knows my past. Jackson. He has been my friend since the first grade. We like to call ourselves the descendants. Our parents are world class surgeons. My mom is in a home. She has Alzheimer's. His mom lives out of state. He is my best friend. So is Cristina. She is my person. Jackson is too, but sometimes he needs help when it comes to girl problems. Even though, he has gotten better with it. Today is the day before the 4 year anniversary of my attempt. Only Jackson knows about it.

I got dressed. I put on a blue shirt and jeans. I went to the bathroom, put on some light makeup, brushed my hair and teeth and put on deodorant. I grabbed my purse, phone and keys and I was out the door. The door to the biggest house on Comstock St. I hopped in my car, and was off to work.

Once I got there, Jackson asked me if I was ok. I just said the simple "I'm fine." I don't know if he believes me or not, but it was the truth....mostly. That was until I saw him.

If you are wondering who 'him' is, it's Dr. Owen Hunt. "Why is he here?" I asked myself.

I tried not to look at him, but I had to get to the residence lounge.
"Oh, Dr. Grey!" Webber called my name.
"This is Dr. Owen Hunt. He is our new chief of Trauma."
"What! Sorry but, I. I'm just going to uhh, go."

Meredith ran into the closest on- call room and broke down.
"Meredith?" Jackson asked. He was on the top bunk.
"Oh, Jackson. Sorry. I'll go."
"No Mer. What is wrong?"
"He's here."
"Who is here?"
"Dr. Hunt."
"Oh."
"I-I can't.. what-.."
"Calm down Mer. You are ok."
"I- what..how?"
"It's ok. Breathe Mer."

Once her breathing calmed, Jackson sat down with her.
"What do I do?"
"Mer, I know this is a lot. But think about it. Having mental health problems and illnesses are not weaknesses. It is only weakness if you are scared of it. You need to think about the fact that tomorrow makes 4 years of being SH free."
"Yeah."
"You alright?"
"Yeah. Thanks."

I went to the bathroom to fix my makeup since it was smeared from the tears. When I walked out, I bumped into Cristina.

"Oh. Hey Cris."
"Hey. Have you heard about the new trauma guy?"
"Uhh. Yeah."
"I heard, he saved a girl. She attempted suicide and he saved her. It was a miracle. I heard she was tore all to pieces."
"Cristina-."
"Oh. I got to go. It's a 911 page."
"Ok. Bye."
How did she know that? I just have to get through today and tomorrow. Then I have 48 hours to do whatever I want.

"Grey! You're needed in the pit." Bailey said.
Ughhh. That is where Dr. Hunt is. He isn't bad. It just brings things up.

"Mer."
"Yeah Der?"
"Are you ok?"
"Uhh yeah. Why wouldn't I be? Did you hear something? Everything is fine, I'm fine." I didn't even realize I was rambling.
"Mer. What's wrong?"
"Nothings wrong."

I walked away.

No ones POV
"Have you guys checked on Mer? She seems off." George asked.
"No. I haven't seen her since yesterday." Alex replied.
"I talked to her, but she didn't say much."
"Hey guys." Jackson said, sitting down.
"Hey Jackson."
"So you have known Mer for a while, right?"
"Yeah. Since first grade, why?"
"Do you know why she is acting weird?"
"Uhhh. No, I don't."
"You're lying. Pretty boy is lying." Cristina said.
"Listen, it's not my place to tell you. I can talk to her."
"Ok."
*******

"Hey Mer."
"Hey."
"So."
"So?"
"You need to tell them Mer, they are worried."
"Jackson. I want to. I will. But there is one person that I cannot tell. Or at least not by myself."
"Derek?"
"Yes."
"Do you want me to tell him?"
"Could you?"
"Of course."

To be continued......
This is the first chapter! Please vote and comment! You don't have to though! Thanks to meredithgreyswife For helping me with this and this awesome collaboration!!

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